It’s so cruel to make the prince cry! Goddess, her vest fell off

Baiyang was led to the voice training room by the staff.

"Contestant Bai, your voice is still in good condition, come on!"

This staff member still likes this young player very much. He can be considered a "veteran of two dynasties", and he can really see that there are differences between people.

This is the same as asking a high school student to do elementary school students' questions, or watching a kindergarten game for more than ten hours. After a long time, he simply loses his energy.

Bai Yang was in the room, spending half the time thinking about which voice she usually used during live broadcasts.

Half of the time I spend trying to figure out how to sing more appropriately if my vocal cords are in this position.

In the last 10 minutes, I listened to the original version twice.

The staff looked at Baiyang's operation and Monk Erzhang was confused.

Is this the difference between genius and mediocrity?

Returning to the stage, the last group also finished their performance.

It was as if the match point had come. In this final group, there were two Class A and three Class B.

PD Yang made the decision directly, those who are rated by the same level, come together!

The contestants were given a brief break for 15 minutes.

In order to give the time to get familiar with the song as fair as possible, Bai Yang and Ning Meng were placed in the waiting area.

There are also dance group contestants competing in the waiting area.

"Hey, our warriors from Class A are back!"

"Ning Meng, I'm optimistic about you!"

The former contestant from Class B stretched his legs and said with disdain: "Even Xu Zhaoling has two flaws in this song. Isn't the version you prepared still the Tournesol version?"

Baiyang nodded, "What else? Upgrade the key again?"

Ning Meng only thought that the treble was very powerful, so he quickly grabbed Baiyang.

"No, just Teacher T's version. Brother Sihai, let's be fair and peaceful."

After a while of silence, Chi Rijin and Yu Mingliang walked in.

Chi Rijin walked straight to Baiyang and encouraged: "Let's just perform normally!"

Yu Mingliang also secretly encouraged me, "I have been sitting for too long and my bones have become hard. Please help me put pressure on my shoulders!"

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There were more and more players in the waiting area, and the originally spacious space was filled with the smell of gunpowder, making it almost hard to breathe.

Yoyo started broadcasting.

Ning Meng glanced at Baiyang, who was encouraged by everyone to come forward, and suddenly felt guilty for bullying a child.

But the singing group in Class A can really compete with him, and only Bai Yang can do it.

Baiyang didn't want Ning Meng to think of herself as too weak, so she still said before going on stage: "I'll be fine, come on, player Ning."

Ning Meng: Are you all from Class A with such a good mentality?

Ning Meng was the first to take the stage. Generally speaking, he was really on par with Xu Zhaoling.

There are also two places that were clicked, but compared to the control group Fan Zhengyi, it is indeed much better.

Until Baiyang takes the stage.

Everyone looked at the dignified and cool young man on the stage, nodded, and motioned to the music teacher without even changing his breath.

Suddenly, I felt that Ning Meng was not so easy to make a comeback.

As the music started to play, Baiyang slowly picked up the microphone.

Although He Ningmeng used a key-sharp accompaniment, his singing skills were still biased towards the style of the original singer, and his efforts began to differ from the beginning.

The version performed by Bai Yang is more similar to Tournesol's version.

But it is obvious that even laymen can hear that Bai Yang's version of the process is obviously more detailed, and the sound levels are much richer.

When Baiyang sang to the end of the excerpt, PD Yang suddenly spoke, "Sing it to the end."

Hearing this, many of the players who were already drunk stood up in shock.

No one is sure whether Bai Yang is ready to perform the song completely in advance!

The lyrics paper in Baiyang's hand did not contain the second half of the lyrics.

Shi Cheng was a little anxious on the top of the mountain.

The accompaniment didn't stop, but after a few thoughts, it was time to enter the lyrics again.

Baiyang put down the lyrics sheet.

I closed my eyes, relying on my memory just now, and did not bother to "modify" my voice. The more I sang, the more similar it became to Tourenesol's version.

The difference is that the version recorded during the live broadcast was more gentle and delicate because it reached the top of the list that night after fans paid [-] yuan.

Tonight's version is almost performed at the "same" time period.

However, she showed "anger" in the second half. Under her angry voice, PD Yang touched her nose.

He seemed to have grown up. This little sheep turned out to be angry, and soon audiences across the country knew how she got angry.

Shi Cheng didn't relax until Bai Yang put down the microphone.

In the first half, he was worried about whether Bai Xiaoyang's "younger brother" would fall out of Class A.

At the beginning of the second half, he was worried that Bai Yang would misremember the lyrics and cause embarrassment.

Later...he was afraid that Baiyang would hit the instructor with the microphone...

All quiet.

It broke out instantly.

"Strong!"

"Absolutely!"

"Teacher Bai Xiaoyang!"

"I cried, her voice really sounds like Teacher T!"

"Nonsense, Bai Yang can sing better than Tournesol!"

……

PD Yang bumped Xu Yi beside him with his elbow. Xu Yi just came back to his senses and smiled helplessly.

The look in his eyes clearly said: Why are you messing with children? Don’t you know that today’s post-[-]s generation are all fierce! Look, you hit the iron plate!

Xu Yi was bumped by PD Yang again, picked up the microphone, and said with a smile: "Baiyang, please go back to Class A, Ning Meng, wait until Class B finishes singing this song, and then we will grade together."

Ning Meng watched Baiyang "go up the mountain" and made a gesture of bending down and clasping his fists.

He didn't know whether others were holding up the wall or not, but he was convinced anyway.

Shi Chen felt that his face was brighter and he looked at Zhao Keqiao and Si Yuan nearby.

Said: "I have good taste! I chose the teacher!"

Si Yuan didn't just settle for some scoundrels, "I heard that some people made a fool of themselves and asked others to change the stage program before they got what they wanted."

When Zhao Keqiao heard this, he could still do this!

When Baiyang walked next to him, he suddenly whined and stepped forward.

"Teacher Bai Xiaoyang, please teach me too!"

When Shi Cheng heard this, he snatched people in front of him!

This can bear it!

He quickly pulled the two people apart.

There was a commotion on the top of the mountain, and Zheng Man and Tong Chunchun laughed and cursed.

Familiar music sounded, and the former contestants from Class B began their battle on the stage.

Ning Meng finally sat in class B.

The player from Class B who was knocked down grabbed the player from the rival company and changed his position to Class C.

Until class F, everyone suddenly realized that it seemed that this division of classes was quite reasonable.

Because we have heard the masters show off their skills before, the more we get to the later stage, the less patient we are with some basic mistakes.

The player who fell from Class D to Class F was "gently" scolded by Zheng Man and cried.

The more Ji Jia comforted him, the more miserable the player cried.

Ji Jia didn't dare to speak anymore. Everyone looked at Le Yu who was "growing grass" on the far right, "Brother, it's your turn."

Le Yu had no choice but to lead him directly to the area of ​​Class F and whispered: "Look, all the friends from your company are here! Stop crying."

A player from the same company: I feel sad and don’t know where to vent it.

Le Yu continued: "At least you're a chicken head. Didn't you win the camera compared to others?"

From the same company: So it’s us who should cry, right?

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